Shawn May - My Heart (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
One time
Two times

[Verse 1]
This shit wasn't even in the original
You knew I couldn't wait so I had to do it without you
My heart moves
Heavy adrenaline
Mind fallin' through time
You can call a nigga the MinuteMan
Steady speakin' from the heart
Ricardio
Little heartbeat comin' at you wit the funny flow
Snapback on, Nike checks on my feet
I'm checkin' the game, keepin' it obsolete
I noticed that a nigga use the same words
I'm a nerd
But all of my thoughts are quite blurred
Only can see lines when I'm writin'
The lyrics of a visionary
Changin' the future, yeah that's quite scary
So don't call me lyrical
Cuz most of yo favorite rappers are so hypocritical
They always be critical of yo actions
Or they rather be actin'
Like pussies, steady distracted
They could never explain it
I'm steady rainin' on they parade
You think you can rap? Boy you playin' charades
This that Obey Pootie nigga, tippy tay
Wadahtah I whips all you pussies in shape
I'm takin' you people to a different place
In my lyrics so none of these fuck niggas safe
From the harm you did yourself
The harm you did your health
These niggas are somethin' else
When it comes to that fuckin' wealth
Now kill yourself

[Verse 2]
Typical freestyle
Comin' from the Kid, this prolly gon take a while
Can't go a day without niggas bitin' my style
I'm just a fuckin' Rookie, why couldn't you wait a while
And this is for that typical bitch
Who always gets in my face, constantly talkin' shit
Talkin' bout I can't rap, how my shit so trash
Nigga get the fuck out my face wit yo Mr. Brown ass
This the ignorance I talk about
The shit never bliss when it comes out yo mouth
I remember when this kid was headin' South
Of Miss America even though she done had her doubts
I'm too nice
Backpack on, got you niggas thinkin' twice
About life, and how the shit an experiment
But we call her a bitch cuz you stupid, you too illiterate
So to you, these lyrics will sound belligerent
It's a pain to be listenin'
Sanity lost
Nigga gon need some Ridolin
Gettin' rid of these hooligans
Brothers be like "Who you wit?"
Cycle of foolishness
I'm Bernie Mac, I be snappin' they necks off
All the rappers deceased, they be tippin' they hats off
Givin' props to a kid who constantly shows off
His talent
Upsettin' the balance of generations
If competition was fierce, this shit would be complicatin'
I'm constantly conversatin'
With my nigga Ishai
We the Indigo, the troop of all time
You listenin' to the rhymes
Of a typical kid
With a typical dream
Doin' typical things
Philosophy of a king
Let see what unfolds, what this tape will bring

[Outro: Blake VS Teleconnetic Rap Battle]
Lyrical but don't speak no miracles

Lyrical but don't speak any miracles
What the fuck does that mean bruh?
No, seriously, honestly, please tell me what that shit mean?